I reawakened to an urgent prodding. I opened my eyes, and shot up.

"They're here, aren't they?" I asked Will, referring to the Spandex Clan. I solidified shadows to make my cloak and mask. Will already had his on.

"Yeah." Will nodded, "We gotta get moving." He grabbed my hand and the light around us intensified, it was not long before we were in a tunnel of blinding light, we moved at fast speed as the light pushed us forwards. Soon we reached the end of the tunnel. We popped into existence a good few miles away, and I handed Will a bit of Ambrosia.

"Thanks." He said.

"You know, that Ambrosia doesn't come free," I said playfully, "You have to pay the fee with a kiss."

"Oh I can do that." Will chuckled.

"Prove it." I smirked, and Will kissed me. This evolved into an intense make out session.

"If I had any doubts they were a couple, I totally believe them now." A voice said with sarcastic clapping. We pulled apart, and I noticed we were still dressed in sunlight, and shadows.

"What do you want, Metallica?" I asked the man in metal.... I'm totally calling him Metallica from now on.

"You need to come with us." The man who seemed to wear the American flag ordered.

"Listen, Stripes." Will hissed, "We're not doing this. We have a life, you know!"

"Why won't you fight?" The woman in black spandex spat. I'm calling her Red, because of her hair.

"We don't want anyone to get hurt, especially other citizens, or yourselves..." I drifted off.

"We have a god on our side." Metallica chuckled, "You wouldn't win."

"Correction," I said, "You have an alien, who isn't on earth right now. No one has the true gods on their side."

"What does that mean?" Stripes asked.

"Thor is an alien the Norse believed to be a god. The actual gods... well... they're not so friendly. Kind of selfish, actually. They don't care if their own children die, unless it hurts their big ego." I explained.

"What are you-" The archer, whom I'm calling... Arch, asked.

"Sorry, gotta go." I said, standing up, "Sunray, you got a firm grip?"

"Yeah." Will nodded, grabbing my hand. I took off into the shadows, but as I left, a hand gently grasped my jacket. He let go as he plummeted in the shadowy darkness. I groaned, and followed him to a cave. Arch stood up in the cave groaning, and threw up.

"What were you thinking?!" I shouted.

"Huh?" He asked.

"You could've died!" I shouted at him, and he paled.

"How?" He asked.

"When you let go, you risk being made into a shadow yourself, which would kill you! A man who does what you do for a living should know not to take an unknown transportation! Especially if he doesn't know the dangers!" I said angrily.

"Nico..." Will said slowly, "I'm going to check him for injuries, and ensure he didn't lose an important organ. Or limb. You need to calm down."

I took a deep breath, "Thanks, Will." I said with a smile, "I don't wanna lose control again.

Will laughed, "You mean cause another 'unexplainable blackout'?"

"Yeah. It'd be pretty hard to cover up an entire area of wilderness going dark in the middle of the day." I chuckled, then kissed him, "Now make sure this idiot isn't going to die."

Will laughed, and began to check the Archer, who looked extremely confused.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Will asked. He gave Will a 'are you serious' look, "You could've gotten a concussion! I don't know!"

"Fine. Two." The Archer replied. Will was holding up one, so he looked at the man's eyes, and realized he indeed had a major concussion.

"Dude, you're lucky you're not unconscious!" Will shouted, "Get some rest!"

"Not in front of my enemies." The Archer scoffed.

"Look, Archer." I said coldly, "I can't take you back to your friends if you're injured, because it could cause some serious damage, so suck it up, and get some rest, before I make you."

"Fine." The archer huffed.

"Also, what should we call you. We can't keep calling you 'The Archer', so give us a code name, fake name, or something." I asked a little frustrated.

"To you, I'm Hawkeye." He said, before passing out from his concussion. I let the shadows catch him.

"So how long till we can get him back to his friends in spandex?" I asked. Will looked at me and shrugged.

"Now." A gun cocked from behind me.